Tukaram, Poem 86

This is the diversion of the goddess within me; why do you not recognize it? Who is at work here, if I do not heed pain or joy? I myself am here no more, the words are all you can recognize. I am converted into her; surely my faith cannot be concealed. Now ask me your own questions, of things dear or things indifferent to you. With this goddess firmly fixed in my mind I shall know what you mean or what you are asking about. Tuka says, You must not keep still when such a season of gain is offered you; where shall you go to find such an opportunity?